Excerpt from The Muse, 1912, Vol. 14 St. Mary's! Wherever thy daughters may be, They love thy high praises to sing, And tell of thy beauties of campus and tree Around which sweet memories cling' They may wander afar, out of reach of thy name, Afar, out of sight of thy grove, But the thought of St. Mary's aye kindles a flame Of sweet recollections and love. Beloved St. Mary's! How great is our debt! Thou hast cared for thy daughters full well; They can never thy happy instructions forget, N_or fail of thy virtues to tell. The love that they feel is a heritage pure; An experience wholesome and sweet. Through fast rolling years it will grow and endure; Be a lamp and a guide to their feet. MW the future unite all the good of thy ast ith the best that new knowledge can ring. Ever onward and upward thy course! To the last Be thou steadfast in every good thi Generations to come may thy fair daug ters still Fondly think on thy halls and thy grove And carry thy teachings - o'er woodland and hill Of earnestness, wisdom, and love. H. E. H., 1905. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.